Chapter 179: Entering Jin — Conferring Rewards

All along the way, green mountains and clear waters, birdsong and fragrant flowers; after crossing the great river, the scenery changed again, a different kind of view.

Zhao Ti gently stroked Black Rose and said, "Going home again — feeling a bit unwilling in your heart?"

Black Rose gave a soft snort and walked forward at a slow clip, ignoring him.

Zhao Ti rubbed the horse's two ears and said, "After being out this long, still haven't had enough fun? Although it's certainly not as carefree as your old life in the mountains, even when we were in Dongjing, every day I had someone call…"

"The Gambling Gate's three great holy arts — do you know of them?" Seeing no one around, South Murong Cuihua raised her head to look at the moonlight, figured there was still time, and so stood by the stone bridge and asked.

That's right — when Ji Changhe became a Silver Wing Divine Feather clansman, he awakened three kinds of innate talents. The third innate talent was Spatial Cage, an utterly perverted talent.

The next instant he cut himself off abruptly, his face dark as could be, and said in an icy, biting tone: "I've said it — today, not even gods or demons can save you. You're dead for sure. Got three great Heavenly Honored Ones backing you? That counts for jack shit."

Among the humans or alien races who, like Luo Hao, have gone deep into the inner three sections, no one has been heard of surviving. Even if someone truly did survive, they wouldn't dare speak out openly, afraid of being suspected of having obtained a treasure and being surrounded and killed.

And at this moment, Yang Yiyun, facing the three Immortal Kings attacking him, had no intention of direct confrontation at all, because he knew that when facing a numerically superior situation, what kind of strike was most appropriate.

Zhou Sheng did not conceal it and nodded in admission. Then, before Ning Tao could speak, he turned and left.

With the Seraph as high-tech backing, he didn't believe he couldn't play those squads to death. If it really wouldn't work, he'd just reveal the Crystallized Body's full power — when the time came, let alone modified humans, even modified tanks wouldn't be of any use.

Huo Yuechen furrowed his brow slightly, raised his head, and carefully studied Xia Niannian. After quite a while, he finally suppressed some emotion.

Wang Fei had her words blocked by him. She gave a cold laugh, flung her sleeve, and said, "I think the Prince has had too much to drink — better go back and sober up." With that, she no longer paid the Prince any attention.

With a trace of sullenness, Leng Meiyang left the academy and wandered the streets aimlessly, her mind turning over her current predicament.

"I wouldn't dare offer guidance. I only wished to ask the Marquis what he makes of Wei Xiang as a man." Regarding Wei Xiang, Huo Guang always felt there was something he couldn't quite grasp; after all, in court, a single misstep could mean losing the whole game.

I also know this isn't quite right — after all, the man just helped us, and now we're snatching his rice bowl; no matter how you look at it, it's a bit hard to justify.

With the steward's eyes in place, the Green Jade Hall made no move, but one could sense a large force of people lying in ambush around the inn. The streets around it had, for no reason at all, gained quite a few people with nothing to do — their target was presumably the inn.

"I believe that within ten days, he will definitely break the formation," Li Hongyi said. No matter when or where, he had an unshakable confidence in his younger brother.

Lin Yin shifted her gaze and said, "Where are we now? How far is it still to Jiangguan Pass?" After boarding the ship, Ren Yue spoke very little. Lin Yin had been the same in the previous days, but once she became familiar with the boatmen, she would often chat with them.

When the Wibanks completed their turn after the penetration, Nikolo's troops had long since fled, and Castro was dumbfounded — after going around in a circle, the old fox was gone.

Wang Yan nodded, accepting the lesson. From then on, the conversation turned to lighter topics. Father and son chatted and laughed for half a shichen, until the old man passed out drunk.

Thinking of Yunhe, Tang Zixi's mood turned gloomy again. Yunhe had gone missing, his whereabouts unknown — she had no idea how he was faring now. The Lion-Tiger Beast and Zhao Yingyan both said that although they could sense his soul still fluctuating, his aura was growing weaker and weaker. How could Tang Zixi not worry?

One-Eye and Thin Snake seized the moment and pulled the steel wires in their hands, fully expecting Tian Dali's four hooves to snap at the sound. They never expected Tian Dali's four limbs to be as solid as iron — the steel wire hadn't so much as worn off a single hair on Tian Dali. And that wasn't all: Tian Dali, with strength as fierce as madness, dragged the steel wire along and ran like a maniac.